Gil Thorp by Henry Barajas and Rachel Merrill for February 16, 2017

She goes running for the shelter of her mother’s little helper – side effects exploding eye and flashing nose syndromes. If we don’t find out what this has to do with his play soon I may need to self-medicate too.

I’d think a hardware store would have some spackle to fix that massive crack in the office wall.

Gil sure helped out the Aagard family. Look at how well they’re getting along now.

And kudos to Ma Aagard for so accurately describing Gil’s visit.

Is Gil actually trying to score some hot actuary action?

I was beginning to think that Mop Man’s MS theory might be right until today. Mrs. A Quad definitely has some physical problems like her left hand being twice the size of her right in P1 while the opposite is true in P2. And it looks like she might have passed this possible genetic defect on to A Quad. I wonder if the ants have something to do with this.

This is starting to look like some kind of weird mutual abuse relationship. Do we have a plot yet?

What exactly has Mrs. A Quad done to end up as an actuary in a run-down hardware store in a seedy part of town? And how does this affect A Quad’s on again off again performance? If he had the kind of fire in his eyes he has in P3 on the court, maybe the Mudlarks wouldn’t be playing themselves out of the playdowns.

In all reality , at this point does anyone care about the AQuad family just one of the many single parent defunctional families in Milford. Question – Does A Quad in a fit of rage storm into Gil’s office and tell him to stay away from his Mom or does he go home and overdose on the synthetic heroin that’s killing so many ?

That’s not an MP, that’s a YP! Will Monday be the big reveal?

Cracked cubby hole wall, ants, EES, EHS (Exploding Honker Syndrome), hand action. Today’s strip, with all the moving parts, has it all. Thought I would fall out of my chair yesterday when GilPa told Mimi Aaron was his responsibility.

In other kitchen related conversation, the pot can’t engage in its usual conversation with the kettle in P2. It appears to be stainless steel.

So Gil just popped into the hardware story that Mrs. AA works in, even though he should have no idea she works, because he, um, wanted to see why she worked there and didn’t live in a better neighborhood? Wouldn’t it be more realistic to, oh, I don’t know, use the freaking telephone to talk to her? And then all he asks her is if Aaaaron is okay? Great detective work there Gil!

So then ma goes home without knowing why Gil even showed up (does anybody in Milford ever ask follow up questions?). Still waiting for someone to act normal in this storyline. At least based on P3 we’re about to get the big reveal as to the problem. Should only take 4 or 5 more weeks. And speaking of big reveals, here’s today’s Mopped Up Thorp.

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I sure hope Maaaa Aaagard is processing JUMBO orders!Delllllll B.

P-1: Gil discovers that Mom AQ, in spite of using a product placement lap top, is addicted to paperwork.

P-2: The Aquads play a game of Cat’s Cradle with invisible string.

P-3: AQ’a hair blocks out his vision on his left eye. He’s either “reading the writing on the wall” or this story isn’t the only thing lacking depth (perception).

I said this one other time but it was so late at night I don’t think anyone saw it so I that gives me a pass to say this again…………. Norman Bates and ‘Mother’?

I don’t think she is sorta like an actuary anymore. I think she is doing the hardware store taxes. She sorta had to give up the actuary gig when she predicted her husband’s life span and made it real. That why they are hiding in the seedy side of town. No explanation for QuadA’s play though.

Ma Aaaaaaaagard reviewing the betting slips. A-aron’s play correlates to the point spread. End of story.

Okay, we’re coming down the home stretch of this story line. All the kids at Milford High who live in single parent homes and have some baseball talent, it’s time to audition for this spring’s story line.

The more I think about this story, the stranger it seems. For a variety of reasons, my senior season wasn’t as good as my junior season. I’m trying to imagine everyone’s reaction had my basketball coach showed up at my father’s workplace in the middle of the day to ask if I were OK. Actually, it would have been pretty funny. My brother used to stay up very late, and a neighbor across the street once said to my father, “Do you know there are lights on at your house at 5 in the morning?” To which my father said, “Why are you looking at my house at 5 in the morning?”

Oh man, there’s a good meme on Facebook starring the exact Mr Reality getting hit by a car clip that I use. I can’t find it outside of there though were I can link to it.

I hope Maaa’s earache is P1 is better soon. Or is that the earpiece telling her the cops are on their way so destroy the evidence?

Ah, the plot finally thickens…to a consistency slightly more viscous than 0W – 20 motor oil.

…when is the last time Gil got his ass kicked for butting in? Didn’t Wildcat Maris take a swing?